'On his bow-back he hath a battle set
Of bristly pikes, that ever threat his foes;
His eyes, like glow-worms, shine when he doth fret;
His snout digs sepulchres where'er he goes;
Being moved, he strikes whate'er is in his way,
And whom he strikes his cruel tushes slay.
“脊高肌健藏利器，
尖刺竖起敌胆寒；
怒恼目光冒凶气；
拱穴造坑处处翻；
所向无敌不可阻，
獠牙过处皆伏土”